There’s a good reason for everything, ain’t there?
I don’t want any other friends! They’d never be as good a friend as you are.
There’s no better system than our own morality, not law, not science, not religion… just decency.
What’s supposed to be and what is, are two very different things.
I'm convinced that a few people are going to stand up and do something, anything, to get this world back in our hands.
Everything has a past, a voice, existed at some point, even things as small and seemingly meaningless as a house in a huge suburb. It’s a house like every other house… but at some point a family lived...
Mearth appeared angry and disappointed briefly, but then she just gazed at the ground. …It must be horrible, feeling all alone, is it? she asked.Oh, not really, said Alecto, his eyes lifeless, his voi...
People who want nothing need nothing more than power.
Don’t you think it’s better to continue reading than to just close the book?
And what if you could go back in time and take all those hours of sorrow and insanity and replace them with something better?
Pollution were the rainbow-coloured oil slicks that spread upon the ocean's salty surface, the curling tendrils of smoke spiralling upwards into gray skies, the funeral pyres of rainforests, the sting...
If you try to help me in any way, you’ll annoy her, and you’ll not only interfere with her murder timeline… you’ll put yourself IN it.
Through a large field that had turned a dead yellow after an early frost, past the multicoloured clapboard company houses and through a flurry of fabric hanging from clotheslines… after a few minutes...